Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 34410 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 172(@200wpm)___ 138(@250wpm)___ 115(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34410 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 172(@200wpm)___ 138(@250wpm)___ 115(@300wpm)
He kept one hand in her hair and the other reached behind her and gripped her ass tightly. Another moan fell from her lips and he relished each sound. His cock was so hard. He wanted inside her so badly.
Moving his hand from her ass, he placed it on her knee and slid the fabric of her dress slowly up, exposing her thighs and then touching her pretty cunt. He felt the soft lace of her panties but that didn’t stop him from feeling the warmth of her pussy. Sliding a finger beneath the band of her panties, he stroked through her slit, touching her clit, and then gliding down to thrust inside her. She was tight and soaking wet. Her arousal surprised him.
Pulling away from the kiss, he looked at her closed eyes, which slowly opened as he waited. She licked her lips, and that one action was enough to entice.
“Tell me to fucking stop,” Dmitry said. He was many things but a rapist wasn’t one of them.
“No,” she said. “I don’t want you to stop.”
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Alix had accepted that she was weird and strange. A very strange woman. A completely strange person.
This man, a monster, had just told her that not only was she to be his child’s nanny, but he also wanted to fuck her. He’d not made it a direct order. Her life didn’t hang in the balance. She didn’t have to fuck him if she didn’t want. But she did. Very much so.
She adored Sofia and was more than happy to take care of her.
He wanted her to tell him to stop. That wasn’t going to happen, she wanted to fuck him. She wanted to be with him, completely. Feeling his thick fingers as they plunged inside her pussy made her ache. She moaned his name even as he kissed her.
He pulled his fingers from her pussy and she mourned them, wanting them back inside her, but then he traced his digits back toward her clit, stroking over the bud. He worked back and forth and broke the kiss, trailing his lips toward her neck.
The moment he sucked on her neck, she felt completely gone. Powerless to stop him. She didn’t want to stop him from doing anything.
Alix knew it wasn’t going to take much for her to come. She was so close and as he kept dancing across her nub, her arousal kept heightening. He held her at the peak, not allowing her to leave it.
“Come for me,” he said.
His command and the touch of his fingers in the right place, sent her spiraling toward an orgasm that had her moaning. She tried to be quiet, tried to keep the sounds locked inside her chest. It was impossible. He continued to prolong her orgasm as he flicked his fingers back and forth over her clit.
She couldn’t think. He consumed her. And only when he was done did he stop, but it wasn’t for long.
Even as she shook from the aftershocks of her own release, she wanted to feel his cock. His fingers had felt amazing, but now she wanted his dick. Without waiting for his invitation, she reached for his pants, slid open the button, and pulled down the zipper.
Dmitry made no move to stop her, so she pulled his pants down as well. He wore a pair of black boxer briefs but she saw the outline of his large dick. He was big, thick, and long. Her mouth watered for a taste of him. Easing the boxers past his length, he sprang free as she did this, and she pushed them toward his knees.
Sliding off the table, she sunk to her knees before him, wrapping her fingers around his length, and staring up at him, licking her lips.
She worked his length from the base up to the tip, then back down again. Flicking her tongue out, she slid it across his big cock then took more of him into her mouth, moaning as he filled her. Once he hit the back of her throat, she stopped and eased off him. Bobbing her head, she sucked him in, making sure not to use her teeth. Each time he hit her throat, she didn’t immediately pull off, but gave herself time, getting accustomed to him actually being there, just poised at her throat.
“Oh, fuck, that feels good.”
She couldn’t help but smile. Holding onto his hip, she began to use him as leverage as she bobbed her head, taking more of him, but not swallowing too deep.
She felt his fingers in her hair, wrapping the length around his fist. Dmitry took over and started to guide her, making her take more of his dick, and she was more than happy to do it. She wanted to feel him in her mouth, sliding over her tongue. She sucked him tightly, hearing his intake of breath along with a sharp growl. This is what she wanted to hear. She wanted to give him pleasure.